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30 August 2015


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Welcome back! And very much looking forward to Writing, not drowning.

So very good to see you back, my friend! Love the new look and the new moniker. The landscape has certainly changed since we cut our blogging teeth, with many old favourites defecting to Twitter and Instagram, posting information more or less as it happens, or blogs as business and (oh, so annoying) sponsored posts. Long live the blog, I say. Here's to Writing, Not Drowning.

Thank you very dear Friend Still in Transit. I do hope not to disappoint!

And thank you, Liz; so good to hear your warm and encouraging words. You and I have been on quite a journey since we started blogging . . .

I must be one of the few people on Planet Earth who does not possess a smartphone, so Instagram is beyond my capabilities, as it were. I dip in and out of Twitter, but only in small bursts, and I dived into the murky waters of Facebook during the past year but that, as they say, is another story. (To be continued.)

Absolutely delighted that you are back. I too am on the cusp of 70 (18 months to go) so will be comparing notes as we go.


Thank you, Bob; good to hear from you and good to be back. I remember that we are of a similar vintage . . . hope all is well with you.

Welcome back. I had noticed your absence. Sorry that it has been caused by ill-health, but glad that you are recovered.

Great to see you back in action! So sorry about the wretched virus though. Love the new title. As one who will be seventy in exactly two years I will look forward to your new posts and your perspective on the upcoming decade.

Maggie B.

Hello Moira and Maggie; so pleased to hear from you both. The virus was a pesky thing - not serious but debilitating enough to drain almost all my creative energy. Very frustrating!

Welcome back! And here's to a productive future. And we're both in that select group sans smartphone, by the way.

Glad you are back. I hope this next year is free of heath glitches for you. I look forward to the new show!

What a delight to hear from you again. I'm sorry your absence was due to ill health but glad to hear you are feeling better and coming back to your blog. I love your new name and look forward to following your adventures again.

Thank you, Colleen; it cheers me enormously to hear that you do not have a smartphone . . .

And thank you, Sally and Sarah for your encouraging comments - I'll do my best to stay healthy and keep the show on the road!

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Thought for life

  • The House of Breath, William Goyen
    We are the carriers of lives and legends - who knows the unseen frescoes on the private walls of the skull?

Thinking about . . .

  • Daniel Klein, Travels with Epicurus
    I too listen to music more and more. Throughout my life, music has stirred me more than any other art form, and now, in old age, I find myself listening to it almost every evening, usually alone, for hours at a time.
  • Julia Blackburn, Thin Paths
    I began writing because I liked to write things down. I learnt foreign languages because they seemed to enter my head by a process of osmosis.
  • Joan Bakewell, Stop the Clocks
    I live contentedly alone. It's better that way and I am often thoughtful about what has been and what might have been. There are many like me.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Oh to be reborn within the pages of a book.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Why is it that we lose the things we love, and things cavalier cling to us and will be the measure of our worth after we’re gone?
  • Judith Kerr, Observer Magazine, 22 November 2015
    I don't believe in God. I find it much easier to believe in ancestors. I like to imagine they are pointing us in the right direction.

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